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9 Honor thy | father..and thy | mother;

(That thy days may be long upon the land which the Lord thy..God | giveth thee.

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Thou shalt not bear false witness a-l gainst thy neighbor.

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Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's house, thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife, nor his man-servant, nor his maid-servant, nor his ox, nor his ass, nor | anything.. that is thy neighbor's.

The Metrical Hymns which follow are mostly of an elevated and somewhat peculiar character; but from the irregularity of structure in the different stanzas, or from the great length of the lines, are quite unfit for singing in the common way, that is, to a regular tune or melody. But neither of these circumstances forms the slightest obstacle to chanting; on the contrary, they rather add to the interest of the performance. Thus by the introduction of Chanting, the way is prepared for the use of many hymns, superior in thought and poetic expression, but which on account of a broken rhythm cannot be sung with propriety in the ordinary way, and which have, therefore, been hitherto unavailable in public worship. The chanting of Blank Verse, also, is not only quite practicable, but as the few specimens inserted amongst the following selections will show, it may be made deeply interesting, and highly effective.

Holy, holy, holy Lord

God of Hosts! when heaven and earth Out of darkness, at thy word,

Issued into glorious | birth;

All thy works around thee stood,
And thine eye beheld them good, ||
While they sang with sweet accord,||
Holy, holy, holy | Lord!

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Holy, holy, holy! Thee,

One Jehovah evermore,

Father, Son, and Spirit!-We

Dust and ashes, would a-l dore.

Lightly by the world esteem'd,
From that world by thee redeem'd,||
Sing we here with glad accord,||
Holy, | holy, | holy | Lord!

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Holy, holy, holy!-All

Heaven's triumphant choir shall sing,
While the ransom'd nations fall
At the footstool..of their | King:
Then shall saints and seraphim,
Harps and voices, swell one hymn,||
Blending in sublime accord,||
Holy, | holy, | holy | Lord!"

Montgomery

Holy, holy, holy, | LORD..God Al- mighty!

Early in the morning shall our | song a- rise to thee;
Holy, holy, holy! | merci..ful and | mighty!

Je- hovah! | Father..of e- ternity!

Holy, holy, holy! | all the..saints a- dore thee,

Casting down their golden crowns a- round the..glassy | sea;
Cherubim and seraphim, falling | down be- fore thee,
Who wast, and art, and | ever- more shalt | be!

Holy, holy, holy! | though the..darkness | hide thee,
Though the eye of sinful man thy | glory | may not | see,
Only thou art holy, there is none be..side | thee,
Perfect in power,..in | love, and | purity.

Holy, holy, holy, | LORD..God Al-| mighty!

All thy works shall praise thy name, in | earth, and | sky,

and

sea.

Holy, holy, holy! | merci..ful and | mighty'
Je- hovah! | Father..of e- ternity!

Sale's Coll.

HUMBLE DEVOTION.

From the recesses of a lowly spirit,

My humble pray'r ascends-O| Father, I hear it!
Borne on the trembling wings of fear and meekness:
For- give its weakness.

I know I feel how mean, and how unworthy
The lowly sacrifice I | pour before thee:
What can I offer thee, O Thou most holy!

But sin and folly.

Lord, in thy sight, who ev'ry bosom viewest,
Cold in our warmest vows, and vain our | truest;
Thoughts of a hurrying hour-our lips repeat them-
Our hearts for- get them.

We see thy hand-it leads us-it supports us:
We hear thy voice-it | counsels,..and it | courts us;
And then we turn away! and still thy kindness

For gives our | blindness!

Who can resist thy gentle call, appealing
To ev'ry gen'rous thought and grateful feeling!
Oh! who can hear the accents of thy mercy,

And never love thee.

Kind Benefactor! plant within this bosom
The seeds of | holiness, and let them blossom
In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal,

And spring e-ternal.

Then place them in those everlasting gardens,

Where angels walk, and | seraphs..are the | wardens;

Where ev'ry flow'r, brought safe through death's dark portal,

Be- comes im- mortal.

Bowring.

When marshall'd on the nightly plain,
The glittering host be- stud the sky,
One star alone, of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's | wandering | eye.
Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks,
From every host, from | ev'ry | gem;
But one alone the Savior speaks,-

It is the Star, the | Star of | Bethlehem!

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Once on the raging seas I rode;

The storm was loud, the night was | dark,
The ocean yawn'd, and rudely blow'd

The wind that toss'd my | foundering | bark
Deep horror then my vitals froze,

Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to | stem;
When suddenly a star arose,-

It was the Star, the | Star of | Bethlehem.
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It was my guide, my light, my all:

It made my dark fore- bodings | cease;
And through the storm, and danger's thrall,
It led me..to the port of peace.
Now safely moor'd, my perils o'er,

I'll sing, first..in night's | diadem,
For ever and for evermore,

The Star! the | Star of | Bethlehem!

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H. K. White.